A Ride Through A Past- Future

Where I was born Was a backbone

A backbone that shows pure beauty of nature horns

One could not only feel the cold evening

But the trees that blossoms made it evetaking 

May be I deserved the free oxygen 

Pure and clean direct from the eucalyptus

Championing for a better future 

Tree planting was an occasion to nurture

Perhaps it reminded me the lead of the nature

Never a despair nor a pair to assume

For we humans have grown out of its consume

May be we deserved undocumented nature love

Pure, clean and worth extending our life span

Gambling for a future, education was a choice

Rambling with reading Environment was a voice

A voice that its cry could not be ignored

For Humans have grown sour

I had to be loyal to mother nature

Taking small buds for adventure 

May be my adventure made them older today

Smiling, standing tall and generating goodies